New York, Sebastian

With a box of assorted fruits in my hand, I made my way to Mia's hospital room. The concern that had gnawed at me when I first received the news of her fainting had yet to subside. As I entered her room, I saw her lying in the hospital bed, her expression a mix of fatigue and worry.

"Is she alright, doctor?" I inquired, my voice filled with a mixture of anxiety and relief as I approached her. I leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, a reassurance of my presence and support.

The doctor, who had been monitoring Mia, explained the situation. "She...